The Second Angel of My Husband
Chapter 9

Although outside the house the sun shines bright, but Zella feels her life is now so dark. Pulling and exhaling felt so heavy. Zella took the pillow and drowned her face on it.

"Armggggg!"

The scream was held back by a pillow.

"What evil did I do to you, Akhsan, so you gave me this much pain."

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Samar senses Zella's hearing when someone knocks on the door of the house while calling her name.

Zella tried to stop her crying, her pair of hands were busy wiping away the remaining tears. "From her voice, it seemed to be Alea."

Zella caught her breath. "Yes Rabb, give me the strength to look happy even though I am as sick and broken as this."

As her call did not respond, Alea picked up the phone and contacted Zella. The same second Zella's rectangular flat object let out a sound. Outside the house Alea also heard a ringtone from Zella's phone.

"Zell, do you know me? I guess you're not home. Bukain dong... There is an emergency case Zel!" pinya Alea's.

Zella still hesitated to show her face, where she could hide a clear trail of tears from her face. A pair of puffy eyes, a red nose, and fluid occupants of his nostrils kept trying to get out of the dark hole.

"Zel, you're all right? It's not unusual for you to be like this, as long as you're at home, you always open the door for me" Alea said, banging on the door of the house that Zella lived in.

"Bukain Alea zel door, maybe God brought her here because of her important business that must involve you" Zella monologue. The pair of long legs began to swing towards the door.

Check it!

When the door was opened, the anxious face of his best friend was seen. While Alea glared at the situation of his friend.

"Why you?" Alea went straight in, and wiped away a drop of Zella's tears.

"We're talking inside." Zella locked the door and led Alea to the dining room.

"Zella, what happened to you? You still think I'm your best friend, right? Let's tell me the same story."

Zella tried to calm herself down who had regained her wavering, overwhelmed by Alea's attention. "You're here he said there's an emergency, what can I do for you?" Zella's voice sounded dumb.

"Jim!" Alea was upset that her question was answered by a question.

"You tell me what the emergency is, so you have to find me, and then I tell you what happened to me."

Alea understood her best friend very well. If she didn't say, Zella wouldn't have told her either. "I doubt you can help me after I see you now."

"I'm all right, Al, only my heart is troubled."

"Romance ...." Alea was confused, how to.

"What emergency? Who knows your arrival God arranged to reduce my heartache" said Zella.

"You know Ragil right, he's the guy I've been working with to sell banana gapits and banana chips. For no reason he stopped, I still have a lot of stock. I was going to ask you to help me make me finish the stock. You know for yourself I can't cook it, which can be you, because of the recipe and the idea of selling it from you. But ... Seeing how you are now, I'm not sure to take you."

"Your father isn't far from Tifa's school, I think I can. But wait a minute I'll get ready for me and Tifa." Zella looks so excited.

"Are you sure Zell?"

"But ... What happened to you? You haven't told me yet" Alea protested.

"I'll tell you the story, but as we prepare the stall." Zella goes to her room, preparing for her needs and Alea during her time at Alea's sales pitch.

Alea saw all the Zella's luggage. "A lot, you want to stop?"

"That's Tifa's toy tent, right under the tree near your stall, I can build a tent for playing Tifa, let's just say camping. The rest of the clothes change I'm with Tifa, portable fan, same snacks."

"We're both on a motorcycle?"

"If one bike is both, then you even have to take us back, we have to ride each other's bikes."

Alea was tormented by her curiosity because of what Zella was crying about. The more he asked, the longer Zella gave an answer. Alea followed Zella's wishes. The two of them rode their bikes towards Alea's sales pitch.

Arriving at the sale, Alea still hopes Zella opens her voice and tells her what she's going through, but the woman is busy preparing the stall. Their sales are almost ready. Alea cleaned the sales premises, while Zella prepared the ingredients for their sale.

"His braids are nice, old and toned," Zella looked at Alea's stock of bananas.

"You said you sell banana widows, uh sorry my name is modified to become a banana. Well you said the banana should be good for a good taste, let alone banana gapit, must be a clingy banana, not raw and not too mateng, so I follow all your suggestions for how to banana."

"The problem is now difficult to get a real old banana, many young bananas are forced to die by the person, whether it's the seller or the previous owner," said Zella.

"Yes, using tactics, I finally met an honest seller" Alea said.

"What's the turnover for Al?"

"Alhamdulillah, that's why I love it when it closes, so I immediately nyari you fit Ragil chat suddenly said stop."

"So what's next?" ask Zella.

"My intention, before I can replace Ragil, yes we both used to walk, behind this simple stall, there are some workers who get a small advantage because I need their energy. But, that is also if you want and get permission from Akhsan."

Zella's view turned to a frying pan that contained many raw bananas fried whole for a pockmarked banana. "I think my relationship with Aksan's brother will end soon."

Plaque!

A pack of plastic cups slipped out of Alea's hand.

"Without me, Akhsan married again." Zella looks calm while wrapping up sambal geprek for the banana he will sell.

"So .. you were crying-" Alea conditioned on the cause of Zella's destruction.

"An 11-year-old husband with me, suddenly I knew he had a second angel, how could I be strong? I'm an ordinary human Al, I'm ruined and I cry."

Alea could not say anything. She hugged Zella. "What kind of friend am I? You're down I'm asking for your help for my business." Alea sobbed at the thought of Zella's pain.

"You're a good friend, when I'm barely strong enough to accept all my pain, God sent you so I could forget my troubles for a moment. As long as I prepared for this sale, I could completely forget for a moment my pain."

"I'm sorry ..." sorry Alea.

"Nobody should be sorry, I'm grateful to you."